I' m the fucking one without a jacketWhen I play with the microphone, I rip it yes I wreck itFools in my way, step out of my wayWith this lyrical style, you' re gonna get sprayedMasterminded with a master planWell i' m back to the jam with a mic in my handSo where would you rather be, living on your hands and knees?Well they got you wanting it so bad now, it' s just a fucking teaseUse you mind over matter, don' t give inReach for carrot, that' s still hangingMasterminded by a master plan yes... They don't give a damn

They give with one handAnd they got take with the otherWhile they say they're your friendBut their world is a lieThey give with one handAnd they got to take with the otherWell ya know it's the endBut it' s just the beginning

Dominant viewIt' s all over you

Check itI' m the fucking one, with the pin-stripped jacketOrchestrate my shit, while the drummer' s getting wickedIn your mind, no room to decideAll the same, so you' re trapped insideMasterminded with a master planWell i' m back to the jam, with a mic in my hand